M: Tyson, what do you want to name your baby brother?
T: I don't know, how about the alphabet?
M: The entire alphabet?
T: Yeah!
M: You want to call the whole alphabet when you want him to come?
T: Yeah!
M: Don't you think that's a little long?
T: No. It will help him grow up better and smarter because he will know the alphabet. And when Abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz goes to school the kids will all say "Your name is so long it will barely fit on a name tag!" That's so funny!
Friday, October 02, 2009
What's in a Name?
Thursday, October 01, 2009
The Terrible Two's
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
The Only Thing Better Than Two Boys is Three!

That should be lots of fun when he gets bigger!

Monday, September 28, 2009
Are You Feeling Lucky?
Friday, September 25, 2009
Outwit ~ Outplay ~ Outlast
Toddler: Refuses to stay in bedroom
Mom: Puts childproof knob on the door
Day 2:
Toddler: Plays in the diaper pail
Mom: Removes diaper pail from the room
Day 3:
Mom: Runs errands all afternoon until Toddler falls asleep in the car then she carries a sleeping child to his bed.
Toddler: Takes a wonderful nap
Day 4:
Mom: Runs errands all afternoon
Toddler: Doesn't fall asleep in the car, and fails to nap at all that day
Day 5:
Toddler: Empties out dresser, breaks CD player, and wreaks havoc on the closet, but first he unplugs the baby monitor so Mom is unaware of mischief.
Mom: Refills the dresser, barricades the closet, and rearranges the furniture to protect the new CD player.
Day 6:
Mom: Allows Toddler to read books in bed in hopes of avoiding more mischief.
Toddler: 'Reads' for 90 minutes and falls asleep on the floor with Desitin smeared on his cheek.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Puzzle Time
He is better at the scarecrow puzzle than this bus puzzle, but that video won't post :(
And icing on the cake: He can put all the pieces back in the box by himself before he gets out the next puzzle!
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
He's Growing Up!
Monday, September 21, 2009
Sweet Innocence
I was slacking as a mother the other night and I let Tyson watch a sitcom with me. I typically don't because he is such an aware child. Nothing gets past him. I tried to distract him with other things, but he seemed to sense that I didn't want him watching with him. And therefore, it made watching the TV too enticing.
During one of the commercial breaks (which contained more questionable content than the actual show) a preview for a rated R movie came on. After failing to divert his attention he asked me, "What does 'Rated R' mean?"
M: It means that the movie has a lot of bad stuff in it. Mommy and Daddy don't watch movies like that.
T: Who would want to watch a movie with bad stuff in it?
M: Some people choose to.
T: Like who?
M: (Not wanting to name names, I took the easy way out) I don't know.
T: Tanner* (a kid in our neighborhood) likes to watch movies with bad words like 'dumb', and 'crap' and 'loser'. All the bad words. So I guess some people like that kind of stuff.
*Not his real name.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Don't You Just Hate It When A Song Gets Stuck In Your Head?!
Let me introduce you to the Gummy Bear:
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Babies on the Brain
Monday, September 14, 2009
The Names Have Been Changed to Protect the Innocent
Thursday, September 10, 2009
You Don't Need To Be Sherlock
Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Let's Go Fly A Kite
Tyson had several people stop and say,
"Hi Spider-Man."
or
"Hey Spider-Man, I saw you on TV!"
After one such encounter Tyson said, "Mom, how did he know I was Spider-Man?"
Preston got in on the action too. You can't tell from the picture but he was very excited to have a baseball painted on his face.
Monday, September 07, 2009
"Know first who you are; and then adorn yourself accordingly." ~ Euripides
Friday, September 04, 2009
Thursday, September 03, 2009
Aarrgg Mateys
Until they discovered the rides and games.
For the price of a handful of tokens they had a fantastic time bouncing from one game to another. And just as we were being paged to our table for dinner, they were able to trade in their tickets for piratey trinkets (stickers, candy, pencils, etc.)
The restaurant was good too (much better than the crap they feed you at Chuck E. Cheese's.) The servers were all dressed as pirates and the kids' menus fold into pirate hats.
The boys were in pirate heaven.
Aarrgg me Hartys!
It didn't hurt that the waitress thought my children were darling and polite.



